Phoenix Hairpin Chapter 340: Beautiful (1)
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The Xingyang army took down Pengcheng and made another contribution.
The Marquis of Puyang led the Zhao family's army a step slowly, and lost his head.
It's an eye-opener for such a brazen act.
It was also the first time for Li Hao to fight with the army. The fierce battle he had imagined was born and died, and he made great achievements in battle, but he turned into following the Xingyang army to gain credit. The gap between them is not too big.
Li Hao finally couldn't hold back and went to the military tent of the Marquis of Puyang.
"Uncle," Li Hao called his uncle in private, and seemed to be close: "This expedition, the Xingyang army is in front, the Zhao family's army has only fought a few small battles, and some soldiers have not even moved their swords and guns. I think, the next time we attack the city, we might as well be one step ahead!"
The Marquis of Puyang sneered and glanced at Li Hao: "What? Seeing the crown prince's achievements?"
Li Hao: "..."
This Marquis of Puyang is usually laughing and laughing without a formality. In fact, there are a lot of hearts and minds, and everything can be seen clearly and clearly.
Young people have strong self-esteem and are not so thick-skinned. Li Hao was told the truth, fever behind his ears, coughed and said, "I don't mean to compare with my second brother, my uncle misunderstood."
"It's fine if you don't have one." Puyang Hou rarely looked like an uncle, restrained his smile, and taught his nephew seriously: "The prince should have stayed in the Great Wei Kingdom, but he has to go to the battlefield for what? Not yet. In order to make contributions and establish a career. He is the prince of the Great Wei, and in the future the world of the Great Wei will belong to him. He deserves to be born and die, sweat and bleed."
"You have nothing to compare with the prince. You are a prince born from a concubine. In the future, you will be crowned as a vassal king, and you will be dressed in fine clothes and food for a lifetime. That's all. You go to the front and make great achievements in order to let the prince treat you. Are you afraid?"
"If you want to be safe in the future, it's better to shrink your neck now."
Li Hao: "..."
Any aspiring, passionate and ambitious young man would not be able to listen to such a rhetoric.
Li Hao took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Uncle said this, it's really for my sake, and I understand it. However, what I'm thinking about is not to keep a low profile, nor to hide behind to take credit. I also want to lead my troops into battle to break through the city of Yan Kingdom."
"This world belongs to the father, I am the son of the father, and the son of the Li family, I should contribute. I should also have a share of my sweat and blood, Li Hao!"
This impassioned expression obviously failed to impress the Marquis of Puyang.
The Marquis of Puyang chuckled: "It's a good thing for young people to have vigor. But, I think it's good for now. The war is not in a hurry for the time being."
The Marquis of Puyang is not in a hurry, but Li Hao is in a hurry. In a hurry, the tone became a little rushed: "Everyone says that the Xingyang Army is the first elite soldier of the Great Wei, and King Xingyang is the first general of the Great Wei. The Meng family army has also gone through hundreds of battles, and it is better than the Zhao family army. In the third?"
The Marquis of Puyang laughed again: "This is a fact, there is nothing to be reconciled with. The Xingyang army is charging ahead, and I will follow to pick up the cheap. I also have a lot of money to eat meat. I have nothing to worry about. !”
Li Hao: "..."
The Marquis of Puyang patted Li Hao on the shoulder and taught earnestly: "It's a good thing for young people to have blood. However, fighting is not a joke, it's about killing people."
"You only see that the Xingyang Army is unstoppable, but you don't know that the Xingyang Army has a high loss rate. After each battle, the Xingyang Army has to recruit many new recruits, and train the recruits into elite soldiers who are not afraid of death. , I don't know how much time and effort it will take. Therefore, in the barracks of the Xingyang army, soldiers are trained all year round. The king of Xingyang is busy every day, and there is no rest. There is no time to marry a wife in a row. Staying in the barracks all day. "
"Your uncle, I ask myself that I don't have the ability of King Xingyang, so I don't try to be strong. You are the governor of the Zhao family army, so you have to adapt as soon as possible!"
Get used to shit!
How thick-skinned it would be to be able to speak of greed for life and fear of death in such a high-sounding manner!
Li Hao choked a mouthful of blood in his throat, and after a long while he squeezed out a sentence: "What my uncle said is. I still have something to do, so I won't bother my uncle, and I will go back to the military tent first."
Puyang Hou smiled and nodded. After Li Hao left, Puyang Hou sighed.
Still too young. Li Hao only wanted to make merits and careers, but he never thought that behind all the merits, there were piles of bones.
King Xingyang worked so hard because his daughter became the Crown Princess. This great Wei world will belong to the prince in the future, and also half of the Lu family.
Why do you want him, the Marquis of Puyang, to follow him desperately?
Don't say it's a Li Hao, even if his son-in-law, the fourth prince, Li Xian, is here, he won't make such a big effort. The first thing to do is to preserve the strength.
The Yan Kingdom's army has not yet arrived, and the real battle has not yet begun. What will there be more time to fight desperately in the future?
At this moment, a personal soldier walked in and reported with a smile: "Ms. Qi, King Xingyang sent General Lu Xiao to deliver something."
Lu Fei is now a fourth-rank general. In the army, he was known as General Lu.
When the Marquis of Puyang heard that another trophy was brought in, he immediately smiled and said, "Alright, let's invite General Lu Xiao into the army!"
Soon, Lu Fei in armor entered the military tent.
Lu Feiqi is proud, his eyes are shining, and he smiles with his hands together: "General Zhao, the last commander is here. Today, General Lu has searched dozens of boxes of gold and silver property from the military camp in Pengcheng, and the last commander sent it to him. Half way through."
The Marquis of Puyang raised his eyebrows with joy, not to mention his warm smile: "I thank General Lu on my behalf. You come here once, so stay for a drink and then leave."
The military regulations in the Zhao family are not that strict. When not fighting, the generals occasionally drink in private.
Lu Fei said with a smile: "Thank you General Zhao for your kindness. However, there are many trivial matters in the army, and His Royal Highness is still recovering from his injuries. I have to go back sooner."
The Marquis of Puyang immediately inquired with concern about the physical condition of His Royal Highness~IndoMTL.com~ His Royal Highness suffered a minor injury, and it will be fine after a few days of care. Lu Fei replied, "General Zhao, don't worry. "
The Marquis of Puyang breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "As a general, I cannot leave the military camp without permission. I have a good medicine for wounds here, and you can bring it to His Royal Highness for me."
Lu Fei responded with a smile.
The adoptive father said that the Marquis of Puyang was mediocre in fighting skills, but he also had advantages that others could not match. Such as thick skin.
The Xingyang army charged in front, and the Puyang Marquis could bear the temper to follow behind, and did not "compete for merit" at all. When it was time to divide the battle, I was embarrassed to reach out and take half of it.
The Marquis of Puyang did not know that Lu Fei was slandering in his heart. Even if he knew, he wouldn't take it to heart.
Young people are too impulsive and passionate. As everyone knows, you must first learn how to protect yourself on the battlefield. Those who die first are those who claim to be the eternal **** of war.
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